"For me OF FRIENDS Bogel"
Still perfect your poetry too, seemed full of beauty.
While my work provoked a stack destroyer virus think the full moon transformed my memory nets.
Wonder if I follow your tracks, and my temple it appropriate also to break down into a book?
For hundreds of pieces of poetry have strung me along your thoughtful psalm.
I dream to publish, but there is no middleman, so my knowledge is still common.
"FRIEND me for Bogel"
Really beautiful cradles are allowed to dream knit dreams awake trus desire without fatigue intention in the work.
Do not saturate imajenasi honed sharpness that you have, and continue to multiply potential.
Future goals without faith is futile thing,
later determination and passion will guide her time to the expectations of YOUR dreams.
So leave now increasingly expands the range of a pair of wings.
immanuel arich tedjo buwono
_kedungjati, 30 sep 09_
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